I’m trying to keep all of my motorcycle and related posts in one spot and when I imported this from my Livejournal a lot of other random crap came with it. So this will be my last even slightly motorcycle related post on this blog.

If motorcycles are what you want then please check out the new blog. It’s the same with just a new url and everything is motorcycle related.

2015 is really starting out with some hard hits to my youth. I’m currently feeling a bit overwhelmed by what I’m calling “old people problems”. Dad’ heart attack, close friends and family with relationship problems, and now with my last Grandparent passing away there is really no avoiding it.

I’m Old.

Or at least I’m not young anymore. Unless you’re really unlucky you don’t deal with these sorts of things when you’re a kid, and one would hope not all in the space of a couple of weeks.

So here I am, dealing as best I can, which right now isn’t so well. I’m not sure what happened today but I’m not feeling much like dealing with people. If I spoke to you today with out telling you to get lost you should know I really like you.

Had to get Firewood at the nearest town, sadly it was a bit green and did not work well.

Motorcycle Camping appears to be popular lately, and while I found several articles written on the subject online I discovered that none of them told me exactly what I wanted to know. Many of them got close, and after reading several of them I got enough information to feel like I knew what I was getting into. Now that I’ve done a bit of camping on a motorcycle I thought that I would add my own thoughts on the matter and write my own guide.

I’m not going to claim to be an expert on camping on a motorcycle, but I’ve been camping and backpacking all my life and done a few motorcycling camping trips over the years.

It was inevitable. Eventually I would have to try and articulate in words why I ride a motorcycle. Even if I’m not often asked why I ride, I do find myself having to defend it often enough that I’ve thought about it quite a bit. In fact I’ve been working on this blog post off and on all year. So now that the year is winding to a close I think I’ll be able to give a pretty good go at explaining it. Whether or not you actually understand my reasons… well that’s not guaranteed.

Why am I so obsessed? What is it about riding that is so addictive that makes me talk, write, and do it so much?

I’m not entirely sure I know…

However I’ll see what I can come up with. I have written over 500 words on why I think it’s a difficult and uncomfortable thing…

It’s been a long day but I’m finally heading home. Traffic was a bit heavy as I rode up Page Mill past HP and all the other tech companies that are the heart of Silicon Valley. It clears up though as I ride past the entrance to 280. Everyone is in a hurry to get home and 280 South is where they want to be. Not me though, I’m still heading west. Into the hills and toward the ride home that is the envy of many of my motorcycling friends.

I’m stuck behind a Mini van for a little while but luckily they turn off and the road opens up in front of me. I speed up a little, nothing too insane, but to five or so above the limit. The first real fun corner is coming up, the yellow sign suggests that I go 25, but I know from…